Wen Yi has been in a high position for many years and is used to being waited on.
Now that there is no maid by her side, Shen Yu is the best choice.
What about the prince?
It's just a name.
As long as he can live a comfortable life, no matter what the prince or emperor is, Wen Yi will still take care of him.
She had been fasting for many years and had forgotten the feeling of hunger. Wen Yi's hands and feet were soft and she sat cross-legged in the shade of a tree to regulate her breath.
"The calmer you are, the hungrier you are." Wen Yi muttered softly.
The next moment, she suddenly heard the miserable screams of countless animals, and the strong smell of blood came from the depths of the dense forest.
"Dong——"
I don't know when Shen Yu appeared in front of Wen Yi. He was floating in the air, with undisguised arrogance between his brows.
A rabbit with intelligence turned on landed in front of Wen Yi. She was stunned for a long time and said with difficulty: "Can you cook?"
A gentleman is far away from the kitchen, and so is Wen Yi. In her last life, she was born as a direct disciple of the sect. She could put her hands on clothes, open her mouth, and use magic to light a fire. It was absolutely impossible to cook!
Shen Yu had a cold and arrogant expression, "I am the prince and I don't know how to do it."
You can't just eat your hair and drink your blood.
Wen Yi was silent for a moment, "I should find a spiritual pet who can cook." Just in case of emergency.
She walked slowly to the river and was about to clean up the food when she saw the broken bodies of fish, rabbits, goats, etc. floating down from the upper stream.
Judging from the wounds, these animals were broken at the waist by sharp swords.
She went upstream and saw all kinds of animals killed by swords along the way. Wen Yi, holding the rabbit ears, suddenly turned her head to look at Shen Yu floating in the air, and said in shock: "You killed them all?! "
What a madman.
Shen Yu didn't even frown, "It's their blessing to die at my hands."
Isn’t this all about catching a whole rabbit?
Wen Yi: "..."
Sure enough, you can't reason with crazy people.
Wen Yi made a fire and grilled the meat. Wen Yi took a bite of half-cooked rabbit meat and vomited it out in disgust. Finally, she found the fruit Tianwu Zang Temple to satisfy her hunger, and her stomach finally felt much better.
"What are you looking at?"
Wen Yi looked at Shen Yu floating in the air, followed his gaze into the distance, and looked around at the green trees, green mountains, and misty clouds. The land was vast and vast, which was the taste of freedom.
I don't know if it was because of Shen Yu's departure, but Wen Yi found that the murderous atmosphere in the Tongshan gate area was much less fierce. She was afraid of encountering difficult spirits, so she took up the fairy sword and walked with it.
Shen Yu Feng Xu Yufeng was beside Wen Yi. He looked at the Tongshan Gate whose appearance had changed drastically with cold eyes. He couldn't find any similarity with what he remembered, and he felt a sense of right and wrong in his heart.
After leaving the forbidden area, Wen Yi landed in the small town closest to Tongshan Gate.
The scent of the talisman covered the overwhelming stench of corpses. Looking around, most of them were disciples of major immortal sects. Colorful school uniforms were floating like clouds above the town.
"These mortals are so miserable. If the seventh elder of Miao Miao Huan Mansion hadn't stolen the Tongshan Gate Immortal Sword, it wouldn't have caused the Immortal Sword to break into pieces, and hundreds of thousands of people would have died tragically under the fragments."
"Hmph! This seventh elder is a scourge! It's just a scourge to our male cultivators in the world of immortality. These defenseless people died because of her. If Ruo Miao Miao Huan Mansion still protects its shortcomings like this, I will be the first to refuse to accept it!"
"It's just pitiful that Young Master Qingyao was seriously injured trying to stop this scourge. Oh, the huge Tongshan Gate was so pitiful that so many people died trying to protect the people."
"Wen Yi should be taken to the Penal Court co-administered by the six sects, have his spiritual roots removed, and be sentenced to death to repay the lives of 100,000 people!" The Tongshan Sect disciple, filled with righteous indignation, spoke impassionedly. He looked at Shen Shen, the disciples of the major sects who had gathered together. He said, "There is no news about the Seventh Elder now. I doubt if the Piaomiao Huan Mansion is hiding her so that she can be exempted from punishment!"
The gated area of Tongshan was full of dangers. Qingyao watched Wen Yi fall into the abyss with her own eyes, thinking that she would definitely die, so she frantically poured dirty water on Wen Yi.
The Qianyuan Immortal Sword collapsed and destroyed all living beings. Such a major event shocked the world of immortality.
Qingyun Sword Sect and Piao Miao Huan Mansion asked the elders to save the people one after another, and nearby immortal sects also rushed to help.
However, the evil spirit of the Immortal Sword was too strong, and all the sects and sects in the world of immortality tried their best to save only a few thousand people.
The news that Wen Yi stole the fairy sword and caused the Tongshan Sect to be wiped out flew like wings throughout the world of immortality.
"Shut up!" A young man with an ashen complexion walked out of the crowd. Behind him were seven or eight disciples dressed in Miao Miao Huanfu. The white robe was covered with a layer of gauze and tied with a red silk ribbon around his waist. The leading disciple said coldly.
:
"Not to mention that the Seventh Elder has not been found yet, Tongshanmen's words cannot be taken lightly.
Even if the Seventh Elder did something, who are you to comment on it?
Why, from being a person in my Miao Miao Huan Palace to being a dog in the Qingyun Sword Sect, have you learned how to rely on the strength of a dog?"
All the disciples of Piao Miao Huan Palace looked at the disciples of Tongshan Sect angrily.
The Tongshan Sect disciple's face turned green and white. Thinking of the Qingyun Sword Sect as his support, his previously cautious attitude towards the Piaomiao Huanfu disciples suddenly changed. He felt proud, straightened his back, and spoke forcefully, "Who do you think is a dog?
?!"
"Tell me about you." Wen Yi's voice was neither loud nor soft, and the tone was neither salty nor soft, but it gave people a sense of inscrutability, "You and Qingyao, everyone at Tongshan Gate, except for the supervisory elder of my Miao Miao Huan Mansion.
, Aren’t they all Qingyun Sword Sect’s licking dogs?”
After hearing this, everyone turned their heads and looked over. They saw a female cultivator in colorful brocade clothes standing in the warm spring light. Her delicate and picturesque eyebrows were full of tenderness when she smiled or not. She looked affectionate to everyone.
In an instant, many people's faces were red and their hearts were beating. Their eyes were fixed on Wen Yi, and they were frantically trying to ask the person's name.
"Seventh Elder." The leading disciple saw that Wen Yi's heartbeat had skipped half a beat, and his face gradually turned red. He suddenly realized that the Seventh Elder was cultivating the path of love and he quickly lowered his head and saluted, "Disciple Minuyu has met the Seventh Elder."
All the disciples of Piaomiao Huanfu saluted one after another.
Today's Seventh Elder is extremely good-looking. His every move and every move is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes away. He has a cold face but is not aggressive at all. On the contrary, he makes people pity him.
Shen Yu, who was standing next to Wen Yi, sneered, obviously disdainful of Youqing.
The power of the soul is too strong and his own cultivation is too weak. Wen Yi cannot control the aura of sentient beings escaping from his body, so it just comes out silently.
Seeing Wen Yi at Tongshan Gate, his heart beat like a drum and beat wildly, and then he said in shock: "You... you're not dead?"
Young Master Qingyao swore that Wen Yi was dead.
The elders of Qingyun Sword Sect and Piao Miao Huan Mansion were all in the temporary camp dealing with the Qianyuan Sword's collapse. The young master poured dirty water on the seventh elder. If she broke into the camp, the young master couldn't die to apologize?
"Qing Yao isn't even dead yet." Wen Yi handed a scroll to Min Yu.
Minu Yu took the scroll and was about to speak when he heard Wen Yi say: "If you find him, the honor of Miao Miao Huan Palace will be tied to him alone."